Konoha Cold Wind

　　 When Hayate was lying on the table in the living room writing her experience, the cold wind's mother Hui Keiko finally woke up, opened the sliding door, and walked out of the bedroom.

　　 When she saw Hayate lying on the table doing homework, a gratified smile suddenly appeared on her face: "Halfwind, doing homework."

　　 "Aunt Huihui son."

　　 Hayate raised his head, his expression aggrieved, as if he wanted to talk but stopped.

　　 "Ahem!"

　　 The cold wind coughed loudly.

　　 The little brother immediately became honest.

　　 "Beat wind, dry father!"

　　 Keeko didn't see the brothers' activities, she smiled and encouraged her and turned back into the house to prepare dinner.

　　 Cold Wind remembered about Shennong, and immediately followed him into the kitchen.

　　 Before speaking, Cold Wind organized the language in his mind, and then asked calmly, "Mom, I heard that a doctor with very good medical skills came to the hospital, called Shennong?"

　　 "Huh? Fengjiang, how did you know?"

　　 Keeko was stunned, and then smiled, "Has Feng told you, but the Shennong doctor, he hasn't been to the hospital yet."

　　 The cold wind asked: "When will he come?"

　　 Keeko looked at him strangely: "Fengjiang, is there anything wrong with you?"

　　 Hanfeng said with a look of hope: "I admire him so much, I want to see him, if possible, I would like to learn medical skills from him!"

　　 "Huh?" Hui Keiko was stunned. The first reaction was to stop her son's unrealistic thoughts, "Fengjiang, your task now is to study well in school, you know?"

　　 "That's it..." Han Feng had to retreat in grievances, "I know, then I don't want to learn medicine from him, so I'll see him, can I?"

　　 Keeko hesitated, and nodded in agreement.

　　 From Keeko's point of view, she has already refused Cold Wind's request to learn medical skills. If she refuses to meet again, it will be really unreasonable.

　　 But thinking about it this way, Keeko always feels strange.

　　 "Thank you, Mom!" Han Feng smiled, "When will Shennong come and when can I see him?"

　　 Keeko recovered and said, "He will arrive tomorrow afternoon. If you really want to see him, I will take you to the hospital after dinner tomorrow."

　　 "Well, it was such a happy decision!"

　　 The cold wind was overjoyed, "Then I will go out first."

　　 After he walked out of the kitchen, Keeko thought about it a little.

　　 "This kid..."

　　 Keeko didn't know whether to cry or laugh, shook her head and sighed and continued cooking.

living room.

　　 "Brother, I have finished writing."

　　As soon as the cold wind came out, Hayate handed him the workbook.

　　 The cold wind glanced, just one page?

　　 is definitely not enough words!

　　 Cold wind shook his head: "This is less than five hundred words, rewrite."

　　 Hayate pursed his mouth: "Brother, five hundred words are so hard to write."

"Haifeng, don't be stumped by these little five hundred words! Think about when you practice swordsmanship, you sweat profusely and exhausted every day, isn't it more tiring and harder than this? But don't you stick to it? ?"

　　 The cold wind began to pour chicken soup, encouraging him to fight bravely, work hard, and make persistent efforts to create brilliant!

　　 The gusty wind was flickered by the cold wind, and it was impossible to distinguish the southeast from the northwest.

　　 "This is the trouble of growth!"

　　 The cold wind concluded, "Everyone has to go through this level! Hurry, go, **** father!"

"I know."

　　 Hayate was indeed aroused by fighting spirit, took the workbook, and seriously began to rewrite.

　　 Seeing this scene, the cold wind smiled with satisfaction.

　　 Five-hundred-character experience. For Haifeng, it takes at least two hours to write, and if you make yourself more embarrassed, three hours pass.

　　 For Haifeng, practicing swordsmanship is like those who played with pesticides in the previous life. Once you indulge in it, you can't extricate yourself. When you think of the appearance of the diseased ghost after Haifeng grows up, Coldfeng feels distressed!

　　 So he must set up an indestructible ‘anti-addiction’ guardrail, so that Haifeng can play less...and practice sword skills less.

　　 Of course, there are also side effects, that is, I am afraid that I may or may not be able to do homework anymore.

　　 This is probably my growing up trouble, hey!

　　……

　　 After dinner, Keeko washed the dishes, made a lunch for the two cold wind brothers tomorrow, and went out to the hospital.

　　 Cold wind has already given no hope to Keeko’s lunch, so he sits in the living room and urges Haifeng to continue writing his experience.

　The speed of Haifeng's writing is not fast, and coupled with the fact that he stops thinking from time to time, according to this progress, he may not be able to control it for two hours.

　　 The cold wind waited for a while, it was a little boring, so he walked aside and sat down cross-legged.

　　 "What are you doing, brother?"

　　 Haifeng quickly put down his pen when he saw that my brother was going to do something.

　　 "Continue writing, don't stop!"

　　 The cold wind said solemnly, "Brother, I want to refine the chakra. I will check your homework later, you know?"

"understood."

　　 Hayate grabbed the pen again and continued writing.

　　 At the same time, the cold wind closed his eyes and began to refine mental energy and physical energy, and merge them in a one-to-one ratio.

　　 With this fusion, the cold wind found an abnormality.

When 　　 was refined before, the speed was too slow to make people doze off, but now, the speed is at least 40% faster!

　　40%?

　　 The cold wind moved my heart.

　　 He collected Chakra Refining Art twice at Daishi Hiramatsu, and twice on Kashima!

　　 just four times of Chakra Refining Techniques!

　　 In other words, once fusion, it increases by 10%?

　　According to the efficiency improvement, ten times of fusion is 1 times, one hundred times is 10 times, and one thousand times is 100 times!

　　 Then if I collect a thousand fireballs and merge them all, then its power is 100 times that of ordinary fireballs?

　　 The cold wind is a little excited, but when I remember that I can only collect it three times a day, even if it succeeds each time, it takes nearly three years for UU to read www.uukahnshu.com a thousand times!

　　 So even if he really wants to choose a certain type of ninjutsu that is a hundred times stronger, he still has to think about it: it needs to have a lot of people, but it also needs to be powerful...

　　 Uh...Thinking about it this way, it seems that the Art of Fireball is really suitable.

　　 The cold wind felt that his brain was almost out of control, and he was busy converging his mind, quietly refining Chakra.

　　 After half an hour, the cold wind felt like it had reached its limit.

　　 Although the speed increased by 40%, after adapting to this refining speed, the cold wind found that it was still slow!

　　 Sharpening the knife and not cutting firewood by mistake, I really have to collect more!

　　 Cold Wind opened his eyes and saw a position where his head was only a few centimeters away, and the Cold Wind subconsciously slammed into it.

boom!

　　 "Oh!"

　　 Hayate held his flushed forehead and yelled, "It hurts...Brother!!"

　　 "Oh, it's Little Hayate."

　　 cold wind hurts the enemy one thousand and self-inflicted eight hundred, rubbing his forehead and said, "You can't write your experience well, why squat here to see me?"

　　 "Brother, my hands are sore, I'll take a break and write again." Hayate said aggrieved.

　　 The cold wind brightened his eyes.

　　 Your hands are sore!

　　 Hayate is just a child, and his hand is sore when he writes five hundred characters, but he practiced swords for hours and hours each time and never saw him shouting sore. What does this mean?

　　 Explains that when Haifeng was practicing sword, his body reached its limit, but he kept gritting his teeth, let alone breaking the limit of his body, and Haifeng did not have the abnormal physique of Matt and his son. In the long run, his body will inevitably collapse!

　　 The cold wind patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Then take a break for ten minutes."

　　 Haifeng’s eyes glowed: "Then I will practice swords!"

　　 "……"

　　 Practice your uncle!